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The Virginmarys – Dead Man's Shoes lyrics
I am the king of conflict
What I want, what I see, never what I need,
I'm like a cat and a mouse,
Throwin' stones from a smashed glass house
Where those freaks don't stop knockin'
Another day, another enemy
When I'm inside out,
I'm inside out.
I want you more than happiness
But I need you like the plague
I wear my heart on a broken arm
I'm like a rusty razor blade
I want you more than happiness
So I guess I'll do what I choose
Hey girl, lay off my dead man's shoes
Lay off my dead man's shoes
I am the king of conflict
Diggin' into the hole in the market
Standin' tall on my hands and knees
Such a fucked up recipe
I want you more than happiness
But I need you like the plague
I'd live alone if I had a home
Be lying in this mess I've made
I want you more than happiness
So I guess I'll do what I choose
Hey girl, lay off my dead man's shoes
No rest, no sleep, no peace, no life, no one, no guarantees
No home, no job, no cash, no boss, no suit, no sign on me
I want you more than happiness
So I guess I'll do what I choose
Hey girl, lay off my dead man's shoes
Lay off my dead man's shoes
Lay off my dead man's shoes
Lay off my dead man's shoes
What I want, what I see, never what I need,
I'm like a cat and a mouse,
Throwin' stones from a smashed glass house
Where those freaks don't stop knockin'
Another day, another enemy
When I'm inside out,
I'm inside out.
I want you more than happiness
But I need you like the plague
I wear my heart on a broken arm
I'm like a rusty razor blade
I want you more than happiness
So I guess I'll do what I choose
Hey girl, lay off my dead man's shoes
Lay off my dead man's shoes
I am the king of conflict
Diggin' into the hole in the market
Standin' tall on my hands and knees
Such a fucked up recipe
I want you more than happiness
But I need you like the plague
I'd live alone if I had a home
Be lying in this mess I've made
I want you more than happiness
So I guess I'll do what I choose
Hey girl, lay off my dead man's shoes
No rest, no sleep, no peace, no life, no one, no guarantees
No home, no job, no cash, no boss, no suit, no sign on me
I want you more than happiness
So I guess I'll do what I choose
Hey girl, lay off my dead man's shoes
Lay off my dead man's shoes
Lay off my dead man's shoes
Lay off my dead man's shoes
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